Lyrics:

No-one really knows just what they're doing
Fake it, try not to let it show
If you find an ace don't let them read it on your face
But they don't tell you til you're old enough to know

Sometimes it feels like the rules are always changin'
The darkness and the light just come and go
Then before too long you're on the edge of right or wrong
But they don't tell you til you're old enough to know

It's mostly uphill going from the cradle to the grave
A junkie needs a needle, a pr?acher needs a soul to save
Stay somewh?re in the middle, stand behind the things you say
I guess we all just learn it as we go
They don't tell you til you're old enough to know

Don't ever trust a grown man with a nickname
You will reap exactly what you sow
And nothing worth a damn happens after two AM
But they don't tell you til you're old enough to know

It's mostly uphill going from the cradle to the grave
A junkie needs a needle, a preacher needs a soul to save
Stay somewhere in the middle, stand behind the things you say
I guess we all just learn it as we go
They don't tell you til you're old enough to know
They don't tell you til you're old enough to know